I am ready to go But I will not be gone Yesterday I thought I'd won Yet I don't feel like it is really so What have I done/become in this world? Great question that many struggle with I'm even too dumb to write one more poem And I realize that freedom is just a myth I am trapped – by d** Trapped by thugs Trapped in the closet of incompetence Stuck in the lost realm of indifference The city is trying to bring me to my knees A pity that I haven't payed all my fees... I am surrounded by bills, pills, advertisement stills Dog sh** smelling hills Electronic devices, unqualified advices A political system that is as white as the
Königlich-Kaiserliche Mediakratie In the smallest truth lies a ton of lies And although many pretend to know why Many are doomed in eternal hellfire Again I remember the crying, the sighing Virtually every mistake of my life Imploring the higher powers to give me more might Realizing how time flies by, yet Greatful for all the moments I was able to enjoy Incarcerated in a system that is ready to destroy Not thinking any more – но уж хватет этой хирьней!? Сегодня мы пишем — I know that I can! Je ne veux plus vivre – nur dann, wenn Questo tempo pa**erá, e sómente poderei vencer